I Was a Teenage Pornstar (13)
#13 of I Was a Teenaged Pornstar
I Was a Teenage Pornstar (13)
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Welcome to another chapter of this story - as commissioned by
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A couple of weeks passed in relative peace at the collective porn star residence. Crisp was feeling happier and more relaxed than he'd ever felt, really, living with his new friends. Sure they could be a rowdy bunch and sometimes their naughty antics made the wolf blush more than a little, but all in all it wasn't very bad. He had his own bed and new clothes, and the guys had even helped him salvage some of his books and other stuff that had been ruined when his former frat mates had thrown him out. Crisp still got very sad when he thought about that night, and tried to push it to the back of his mind.
He had better things to consider, his new job, his friends, all the fun activities they seemed to be keen on staging so that Crisp wasn't left behind. There were movie nights with soda and pizza, more impromptu fashion shows with very tight clothing, lots of joking, and of course, simple chores and other stuff Crisp expected to be part of everyone's life. Even porn stars had to wash their bathroom, and when you had five highly self-conscious, high maintenance porn stars living under one roof, it was always a disaster zone. The number of cans and jars and bottles of fur care products littering the room was mindboggling - Crisp was sure that even girls didn't use that much stuff. Then there was the clothing, and everything else that came with such a career. One morning Crisp had even come downstairs and found a big feline-shaped dildo slapped onto the kitchen table with a suction cup. Lane had later retrieved the sex toy, not appearing particularly embarrassed about its public discovery. Crisp had not stopped blushing all day after that.
It was a relaxing day, with Crisp playing some Xbox with Roger while Lane and Leo were cooking in the kitchen, when the wolf's phone rang. The number display showed him that the caller was none other than his boss at the porn studio, Christiano.
"Lol," the wolf commented as he was forced to halt the game, "got the studio on the phone."
"Uuuh, heheh!" Roger grinned, game control still at paw, "go get a gig!"
He gave the wolf's butt a little pat when Crisp got up, which ensured that the young guy was well flushed by the time he reached the top of the stairs and answered the phone in the relative peace of the bedroom.
"Crisp here," he said, "hello?"
"Oh there you are!" came the cougar's feline rumble, "I was wondering whether I would reach you."
"Well I'm here," the wolf replied. "Sorry."
"Nonsense! How are you doing? All patching up finely, I hope?"
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"Hmm, yeah, I guess," Crisp answered, "not gonna get any weird scars or anything, or so the doctor said when I had my checkup last week."
"Excellent!" the cougar sounded pleased."and I hope you are not feeling too sore, either, because I have some work lined up that would suit you perfectly. If you feel up to it, of course."
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"Lol, I haven't really thought about it yet," Crisp confessed, "just been relaxing, really..."
"Well if you want to get off that sweet ass of yours and put it into some better work, I do have this gig lined up with you in mind, so I need you to tell me if I should book you for it or whether I have to start calling up some other performers," the cougar's rumble sounded somewhat less kind than before, though not yet angry, which was a relief for Crisp, "do you need some time to think?"
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"Uh..." the wolf rubbed his muzzle, "well I haven't done any work for two weeks, I guess I should need the money by now..."
"Kids like you are always with their paw out to their pops asking for more money!" the cougar chuckled in a tone that made Crisp blush, _"Is that a yes, then?" _
"Uh, I guess it is," Crisp said.
"The shoot is on Wednesday at 10 am, so be there at 9 to get yourself sorted out and into gear before we kick off, "Christiano spoke up. "I'll send extra details over into your email so that you can figure out how you'll be going on at the stuff."
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"Alright, okay," the wolf said. "Thanks, sir."
"Good boy," the cougar laughed again before he hung up without saying another word.
Crisp glanced at his now darkened phone and shrugged.
"Weird guy," he mused.
The wolf descended back into the living room to find not only Roger waiting expectantly, but Leo and Lane as well, both wearing aprons after a bout in the kitchen.
"So that was Christiano yeah?" Lane chirped.
"Yeah, it was," the wolf said.
"Don't keep us waiting!" Leo rumbled. "Did you get a job?"
"Wednesday," Crisp said.
"WHOOT!" Roger grinned. "That's the guy!"
"Sweet!" Lane added.
"So what is, what is?" the lion sounded even more excited now. "Working with anyone sexy we know? Is it gonna be tough on ya? Hopefully it's something nice and easy to get you started again, it's been really rough on you lately."
"I don't really know anything more about it," the young wolf replied. "He said he was gonna send me the details over, though."
"Wonder if it's gonna be with one of us..." Roger opined. "That'd be cool...get on camera with you, dude."
Crisp's eyes fell to the tips of his neat new sneakers. It really was new and kinda embarrassing for him to hear being spoken about himself like that, as someone people wanted to have sex with. It was so new to him, he wasn't sure what to think about it.
"Uuuh, yes!" Lane declared. "Maybe it's all of us...nice big lil' orgy..."
"Huh, not sure I'd be ready for that," Crisp said, "he didn't mention anything about an orgy..."
"But that's like every night here, isn't it?" Lane snickered.
Crisp hung his head down in embarrassment.
"Guess we'll just see then!" Roger chuckled deeply. "So you wanna take another round at this game, or maybe you wanna practice your moves for your gig?"
Everyone had a good laugh at that, even Crisp, too, who liked that the guys could joke around with him like that, no problem.
"I've got something here you can practice all you like on..." the big bear patted his own groin.
Now the wolf could only blush.
"Heh...yeah, I guess..."
"Hey!" Leo yelped. "Don't you hog Crisp all for yourself!"
Everyone laughed at that, too.
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Soon it was Wednesday, and Crisp went to the porn studio for his shoot. The place was busy as usual, the wolf thought, as he tapped along the corridor in his new lovely pair of sneakers and wondering just how things were going to turn out. The details of the shoot had been relayed to him on an email and he had to admit that it was going to get quite wild, and there were many new things in it for him, but he was willing to give it a try. He wasn't going to be getting hurt or anything, which was an extra good point for the shy wolf.
"THERE YOU ARE!"
The wolf's ears flicked curiously at the voice, which he soon found out to belong to Christiano, the studio boss. The cougar appeared out of an open door and crowded the young male against the wall. His eyes were as busy as his tail and ears were, as he looked the wolf over.
"We've been worried about you, you know," the cougar slurred, "can't have our little moneymaker out of action for much longer, can we?"
"Uh...lol..." Crisp said.
"That's the spirit!" the cougar tapped the wolf's shoulder. "Now that you're shipshape, we can start doing some real work again, don't we?"
"That's what I'm here for," Crisp said. "Just doing what I'm being told to do."
"Oh heheheheh!" the cougar laughed, winked, and patted Crisp's shoulder with unnecessary force once again. The wolf gave him a curious look, but didn't comment on that. "Yes, yes, perfectly so! How about you pop to the locker room, your co-star is already there and I think I saw Marco slip in, too, he'll provide you with the outfit for the shoot and do any touching up if you need some, heheheh!"
"Hmm, yeah, sure," Crisp said.
"Cameras are rolling in 30 minutes!" the cougar hollered. "I'm gonna go and check the lights with Stefan, now, so you remember to be on time!"
"Yes, sir," said Crisp.
"Heheh," the cougar winked before he went his merry way.
"Weird," Crisp said aloud once the cougar was out of earshot.
The wolf headed into the locker room. He was feeling a bit nervous about meeting his co-star for the shoot, since he was someone he hadn't worked with before. It didn't help that the dog in question was a really tough-looking guy who might not let Crisp get away too easily from the whole show in question. It might have been just make believe and acted out for the cameras so that it looked as sexy and fun as possible, but there were many different approaches to it as well. Crisp hoped that it was going to be an easy one, not only because he still had a few sore spots all over his body, and also because the fetishes involved in the shoot were a bit new for him, too.
The locker room wasn't crowded by any means - the only furs present were the familiar foxy personage of Marco, Crisp's, fashionista of a roommate, as well as a very big, very muscled, tough pit bull who was in the process of flexing for the fox's visual benefit. Marco seemed almost giddy at the prospect of watching the cocky male pull a sexy pose that made him bulge in all the right places.
Crisp instantly blushed, and tried to slink in without causing too much of notice. That was a hopeless cause. The fox's ears picked up whatever little noise he made upon arrival, and soon the swivelling ears were followed by Marco's twinkling eyes.
"Oh hey Crisp!" the fox giggled.
"Uh, hey..." replied the shy wolf.
"Sup sup," grinned the pit bull whose only garment was a towel around his waist.
"Ehm..."
"Rufus was showing me all he's made of," the fox wagged his tail, "he's made of yum..."
"Hahah," the pit bull commented on the fox's outrageous remark with a chuckle, "Hello there!"
"Hey..." Crisp mumbled.
"You're cuter than in the pictures," the pit bull winked. "Name's Rufus."
"C-Crisp..."
"Heya!" the pit bull grabbed his paw and squeezed it. "Looking forward to the scene?"
"I guess..." said the wolf.
"Isn't he so funny?" Marco giggled along while giving the dog another appreciative look. "I'm soooo envious Crisp gets to work with you...I mean..._work..._I hardly even need to touch you up..."
"Hahah," the big dog laughed roughly, and gave the fox's tail a rather playful tug, "You've gotten to work with me plenty enough..."
"Uh, be careful with that tush," the fox wiggled his butt while he continued to giggle.
"I'll spank it later," the pit bull winked before turning his attention back to the young wolf, "so I presume you're ready for it, little guy?"
"Ehmm..." Crisp looked down at the toes of his shoes, "I guess I am...I mean...yeah..."
"Gonna make everyone so envious...make it look so sexy they all want to be in your place when they watch the video...or in my place...hahah..."
"Uh...yeah...I guess so..."
"Are you always this shy, or is this just you practicing for the shoot?" Rufus asked.
"Oh that's Crisp alright," Marco commented. "He just can't help being that cute."
"Cute and naughty too I hope," the pit bull smirked.
The fox ambled over and put an arm across the wolf's shoulders and squeezed him close to himself. Crisp felt a bit shy about being pulled into a sideways hug like that, but certainly didn't mind it. Marco was so friendly, after all.
"Oh he is veeeery naughty!" Marco announced with a waggy tail.
"I guess I'm gonna see that really soon," the grinning, shirtless dog said.
"Eh...guess you will..." Crisp demurred.
"Just wait till you see the outfit, too," Marco declared somewhat mysteriously.
Crisp swallowed nervously. That part was especially...new, as far as the upcoming scene came for him. The dog laughed hearing the fox's suggestion.
"Oh I bet it's gonna be super!" Rufus Hale said.
"Time to strip off now though, Crisp!" Marco announced. "Need to get you ready for the scene!"
"Oh...right..." the wolf's ears drooped.
"Don't hurry on my account," the pit bull leered at him and leaned against a locker door, "I'm all for the show...heheheh..."
"Some warm-up never hurt anyone..." Marco grinned to Crisp, "as long as you don't pop prematurely..."
"Lol!" Crisp's tail ruffled behind him.
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Wonder how that's gonna go...tune in to the next chapter to find out!